Ben came in and woke me up the hard way, lifting me out of bed while I was still asleep, heading for the door of our room, loudly proclaiming that the pool is ready and he knows how much I like to swim early.
Ben! Christ! I start laughing but now he's heading out the door. I need my swimsuit! Don't you dare go downstairs!
Come on. I'll swim naked if you will.
Sure, but I'm not parading through the house that way.
We've done it before, he winks.
Did you clear the floor? (Meaning everyone is asked to leave the area so we can sneak through indisposed if necessary. It happens once or twice a year only, I swear.)
No, but I'm sure some of them have already seen what little you have to offer.
I meant you're so little, they'll probably miss any really good parts.
That isn't what you meant! Put me down! I need to go get my swimsuit and a hair tie.
SO MUCH TROUBLE. All this for a swim. He pretends to talk to his wrist. Plan Bee is a go. I repeat, plan Bee is a go.
Is there even water in the pool?
Yes. The guys were here last night servicing the heater and getting it all ready. It should be full and warm already.
Oh, I'm so down for this.
Well, I thought you would be but we're still here talking about it.
Shut up and tie my bows, please?
Thought you'd never ask. Let's get this show on the road. It's supposed to start raining at three.
I don't think we'll be outside until three. I haven't even had breakfast.
I'll have PJ bring out something.
Good luck pulling that off.
For a shot at seeing you in your birthday suit? He'll do it.
Conveniently, my birthday is tomorrow.
NAKED ALL WEEKEND.
YES- WAIT, NO!
TOO LATE, BUMBLEBEE! YOU AGREED!